Once, the Saint of Killers was just a man. After serving in the Confederate Army - he was feared for his mercilessness on the battlefield - the grizzled man became a bounty hunter in the West. It was there that he met a woman who cracked his harsh exterior. The two made a life together and had a child.

But this isn't a story with a happy ending. The woman and child fall ill and his attempts to save them are foiled by a gang of outlaws. Driven to rage by the death of his family, the man slaughters the outlaws, kills an innocent bystander, but runs out of bullets as he confronts the gang's leader. The leader kills him and the man is sent to Hell, where he is ultimately banished by the Devil - his hate causes Hell to literally freeze over. The Angel of Death allows him to return to Earth on the condition that he undertakes the duty of collecting the souls of those who die by violence.

Now he's the new face of Death, and woe be it to anyone who crosses his path.

This angel of death is straight out of an old spaghetti western. He wields two enormous revolvers that never miss their mark and never fail to kill their target.